Dreamed of travelling east on a low cart I lay on top of, pushing the ground with my hands; pushing it in my sleep till around when I reached Quebec City; meeting people I knew further on in Riviere du Loup.
Dinner was turkey pie.
Dragged myself away from Farmville long enough to spread compost on our real garden. (Our new wheelbarrow helped a lot.)
Went to a Dancing Meetup at Dovercourt House. We had a salsa lesson.
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